this is the last time i say good-bye
this is the last time i feel pain
and the last time i feel joy.
i walk away feeling dead
a million things running through my head
i turn back to say what i really meant
there's just this space
where a few minutes ago i looked into his face

this is today
and yesterday was the last time i said good-bye
there are still a couple of things i'd like to say
maybe i'll beg him to stay
maybe pride won't let me.
i just want this pain to go away.
now i know what i meant to say yesterday
i meant to say, "see you later".

soon it will be tommorow
i'll be seeing the cause of all my sorrow.
he called me today,
and we set a date for tommorow at eight.
i sit here and think why
it's so hard to say good-bye,
sometimes i think am high,
i guess it's just this thing between him and i.